A whole discussion about the Closing Ceremony and no one's mentioned Muse yet? Louis Simon is going to be mad y'all.
(Also Muse please try harder to look rock musicians. Wearing a suit covered in sequin vomit doesn't count.)
I really hope there was some matching fund thing going on here, so for every dollar they wasted on eggs, they donated a dollar to an organization that actually does shit to combat poverty.
Sadly, not everyone working for Chik-Fil-A has that option. Can you imagine how some of their employees feel right now, disagreeing with the company but not being in a financial position to quit?
Pfffffft. After you've seen Billy Crudup prance around the stage in his undies as the Elephant Man (like ten years ago on Broadway), Bradley Cooper seems like the watered-down version touring Omaha.
I got halfway through this and had to turn it off because I was sure that someone would end up dead by the end of the video. After all, as Chekov said, if there's a gun in the first minute of a viral video, it's going to go off by the third minute of a viral video.
*hem-hem*
The actor's last name is actually spelled "Bonneville" but I must admit that "Boneville" seems far more appropriate for this caption contest. Because if Master Bates is living anywhere, you bet it's Boneville.
Isambard Kingdom Brunel? Suffragettes? A celebration of national health care? A brief East Endes reference? There was SO much to love in this opening ceremony, even before Sir Tim Berners-Lee.
Reader, I cried. And laughed. And then cried some more.
That's how it starts, Gabe. You steal a few bicycles, then end up dealing drugs, then find yourself trying to sow chaos in the entire city of Gotham.
I guess what I am saying is that if Batman had a best friend like Moneymaker Mike, the whole situation could probably have been averted.
Mitchell and Webb have sort of done a movie about magicians, but it certainly didn't contain any of their fun recurring sketches like Hennimore and Numberwang.
I miss That Mitchell and Webb Look so much.
I didn't see this as hostile at all. I saw it as a lobster and a robot enjoying the friendship of the other with a celebratory dance.
However, the mere existence of the lobster on the kitchen table made me sad. I doubt that's someone's pet lobster which is just goofing around. So yes, while robots have no feelings, at least they're not for dinner.
The torch went down a street ten minutes walk from my house on Monday morning, so I went to check it out (and try a new bakery. Win-win!)
While the commercialism turned me off, what with a parade of sponsors in trucks before the torch, it was great to see so many people come out with their flags to cheer. It also helped that the torch on my leg was being carried by a local gym teacher. And the best part was the motorcycle cops riding slowly enough to give everyone on the route high-fives, including the young Muslim girl in a hijab standing next to me.
I guess I am saying I was happy to see London be the idealistic utopia of tolerance AND community.
Plus, my cupcake was rather tasty.
At this point, I was yelling for all the kids to get back on the bus so anything released by the explosion wouldn't sink directly into their little bodies. Gotham is going to have one hell of a cancer cluster in a few years.
Didn't Sumner Redstone talk about Tom Cruise being box office poison when he did that couch jumping thing? I guess they're talking now. And I can't believe my brain stores this and yet nothing from algebra.
As someone who comes from a background where people routinely pray for people (and pass around rosaries and other prayer accessories to ease the prayer process), it's often about expressing empathy and letting the person know that he or she is in your thoughts. It's about creating positive energy that often can help to motivate or soothe a person during a rough time.
And I don't know - when I pray for people it's often not about sparing lives, but about making difficult times a little easier, like being able to die at home surrounded by friends and family.
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